Poem -
My Eyes Are no Longer Pure
The Eyes are given color at the time of birth; But the mind knows nothing of colors diverse.
They're pure and see only the smile of each face. No dark or light skinned man; no race.
Then we listen and our world begins to fade; The eyes that saw a smile now see colors of different shade.
Color seperates us off; No longer hand in hand. We see blacks running away from the hands of the white man.
What happened to my eyes,
What happened to one skin,
What happened to the beginning; love for every man?
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Brilliant. Well said!
Thankyou Β I really am glad you liked it.Β
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It's hard not to appreciate it.
I can see this becoming a very popular write.Β
Really ?I'm glad you think so honestly. I'm hoping for the best .
Of course. Its simple, powerful and relatable in one way or another to most people fortunate enough to read it.
Β Thankyou so much. Really I tried hard this time.Β
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your effort definitely worth while.
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Hey KIERA!!.....My mother is white ~ My father is black......I friggin' LOVE this write!!.......ALL STARS!!...... well done dear poet sister!.... and in case no one has said so......WELCOME to COSMO!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T xo
Β Β Thankyou so much for the welcome! The same for me my father's white my mother's black imagine that. I' m very happy you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing!!